"Get out?"

Ye Xuan smiled and wondered, "Why should I go?" ”

"You kind of bodyguard, even here, what can you do? Get out of the way obediently, maybe Lao Tzu will spare you. ”

The yellow-haired young man at the head smiled hideously, his face was wiped with a few traces of ruthlessness, and he held the sharp dagger in his hand, and said coldly.

"Get on your knees!"

Ye Xuan didn't bother to deal with the yellow-haired young man anymore, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he said arrogantly.

"What?!"

The yellow-haired youth was stunned.

I didn't understand what Ye Xuan said......

On your knees? He is yellow-haired, in the kidnapping industry, for several years, when has he ever knelt down! This guy is simply looking for death.

At this time, the yellow-haired young man looked at Ye Xuan like a dead man, his eyes were full of disdain and coldness, and he said indifferently: "How are you!" Is it worth a kneel for Lao Tzu? Since you like to kneel so much, then you should kneel down for Lao Tzu and kowtow a few times obediently, otherwise, Lao Tzu will definitely abolish you. ”

"Kneel!"

Ye Xuan said indifferently.

Suddenly, a terrifying and terrifying aura was full of gloomy intent, and the blood intent and murderous aura were wrapped in it, which instantly emanated from Ye Xuan's body and shrouded the body of the yellow-haired young man.

The yellow-haired young man, for some reason, suddenly felt that his legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead water.

Gradually, the expression on the yellow-haired young man's face became hideous.

His eyes widened, a little incredulous, his eyes were full of confusion, and he stared at Ye Xuan deadly.

"You, you, what the hell is going on?"

The yellow-haired young man had a shocked look on his face, and his body involuntarily began to bend. The legs are even heavier, and the knees are bent.

"Poof!"

Until, the yellow-haired young man, who could no longer bear the huge and terrifying momentum, smashed his knees into the soil and knelt directly on the ground.

And the sharp dagger that had been held in the hands of the yellow-haired young man also fell to the ground with a "bang".

Immediately behind the yellow-haired youth, those gangsters and yellow-haired youths were also shocked and shocked, they had never seen the yellow-haired man kneeling on the ground.

In the past few years, they have followed Huang Mao to kidnap and made a lot of money, all without effort.

But this time, the yellow-haired young man knelt down directly.

This is still based on the fact that no one else has made a move!

If the other party makes a move, what kind of scene should it be?

"Oh, I almost forgot about you."

Immediately, Ye Xuan's cold eyes moved, glanced at the yellow-haired gangsters who were standing behind the yellow-haired young man at the head, and said indifferently: "You are also like him, come and kneel down obediently!" ”

As the words fell, the terrifying momentum in Ye Xuan's body, like the arrival of a demon god, brought a huge coercion and applied it to the bodies of those yellow-haired gangsters.

The terrifying momentum that Ye Xuan exuded enveloped the blood intent and murderous aura that Ye Xuan had honed through the killing over the years, and there was no doubt that this momentum was very terrifying.

Therefore, when the momentum like the arrival of the demon god enveloped those yellow-haired gangsters, those yellow-haired gangsters were all shocked in their hearts, revealing a look of shock, and they almost couldn't believe it, so they knelt directly on the ground.

In the process, some of the yellow-haired thugs didn't even realize what was going on in between.

They, like dolls being manipulated, have no right to resist at all! At this moment, they are humble like a weak ant, without any human rights at all, extremely humble, they can only bow their heads, support their hands on the ground, and obediently kneel on the ground.

"Good! Only you kneel, so that you are qualified to speak to me. ”

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times and said indifferently.

At this moment, his condescending, contemptuous eyes swept over the bodies of those people, and he never looked at those people at all, those people were too humble.

The kind of posture that Ye Xuan showed was like a king or even a demon god, and the gloomy momentum in his body made people dare not look at it directly, it was really terrifying.

"You, who are you?"

The yellow-haired young man at the head asked.

At this moment, his pupils were fluttering violently, full of fear, and his heart trembled. At this moment, his body couldn't help but tremble. He was covered in cold sweat and hurriedly put his hands on the ground, if not, he would definitely lie on the ground in fear at this time, it would be too embarrassing!

"Do you think you deserve to know who I am?"

Ye Xuan smiled and explained simply.

"Grass! Since you have this kind of strength, why did you deliberately show weakness just now? ”

A yellow-haired thug who followed behind the yellow-haired young man, with a hideous face, shouted frantically.

His face was ugly, even a little pale, obviously under the momentum released by Ye Xuan, he felt very depressed and uncomfortable.

"Because I want those two million!"

Ye Xuan smiled softly and explained very slyly.

At this time, Suzuki Hezi, who had just finished vomiting, also walked slowly to Ye Xuan's side, with indifferent eyes, looking down at the dozen or so yellow-haired gangsters kneeling at his feet, and said indifferently: "Hehe, if he didn't deliberately let you do that, what do you think you can do with a group of humble ants?" ”

"You ......"

The yellow-haired young man led by him hated it bitterly, and glared at Ye Xuan and Suzuki Hezi angrily, feeling very helpless and powerless.

In the face of the absolute strength that Ye Xuan showed, these people were too unbearable and humble.

"Two million promised to you."

Suzuki Hezi wrote down a check, chuckled a few times, and handed it to Ye Xuan.

It's only two million yen, Suzuki Hezi took out this money, and she really didn't even blink an eye!

After all, two million yen, but 100,000 Chinese coins, is really too little.

Any ornament on her body is more than 2 million yen.

"These guys, you can just watch and deal with it."

Suzuki said softly.

With that, she returned to the Rolls-Royce.

"Good!"

Ye Xuan nodded, and politely took the check for two million yen from Suzuki Hezi's hand.

Ye Xuan indifferently glanced at the yellow-haired gangsters, chuckled a few more times, and glanced at Suzuki Hezi.

Immediately, his face sank, and he threw the check for two million yen on the yellow-haired young man who was the leader.

"This is the last time! If the next time I see you again, you're still doing this, I'll just cut off your limbs and throw you in jail. Let you spend the rest of your lives in prison. ”

Ye Xuan threw two million yen to the yellow-haired young man who was the leader, and scolded him very seriously.

"You ......"

The yellow-haired young man at the head looked dazed, raised his head slightly, stared at Ye Xuan, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Ye Xuan!"

After speaking, Ye Xuan turned around and left, and the terrifying aura that shrouded the yellow-haired young man's body disappeared in an instant.

The yellow-haired young man, and the yellow-haired thug behind him, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved.

But when they raised their heads and looked at Ye Xuan's back, they only felt that Ye Xuan's back was very similar to a person.

"The god of the car...... Are you back? ”

The yellow-haired young man at the head, named Tian Heerlang, was a little beggar picking up bottles as early as a few years ago, but at that time, Ye Xuan was galloping through the famous autumn mountains...... The god of the car.

The yellow-haired young man once witnessed Ye Xuan's demeanor when he was driving.

It's just that the years pass too fast. And once, too young, the past is like a breeze, slowly coming, but fleeting. I can't remember, I can't remember.

(End of chapter)